amid vast "controlling interests"
the child stumbles on

every single country is corrupt
all talk of democracy is fake

all education is sham
all art is pretentious hum buggery

and we too are here

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in a little while?
well!

in a tiny moment
who shall dare speak
for the humble and meek,
for the  gentle and poor?

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buried in the  safety of "pretend"

who shall dare accept oneself
as the only hero possibly here?

who shall finally
walk the streets
with such as me ?